Pages

Thursday, September 15, 2016

Open Concept

The dream of every American homeownerTo see across your home in one unbroken expanse Shore to horizon The home as ocean As perfect contained realm without fractureor interruption Here is you cooking even if you never cook Here is you washing greens And there are your children playing on the floor with a single red toy A wooden truckNothing is scattered around them No envelopeson the countertops to tie your bodies to an addressThis home is holy Between all of you lustrous floors gray walls quartz countertop subway tile backsplash without one fleck of moldYour kitchen is a train station Is a train to carry youtoward what you see Toward what you almost seeIf you just make this place gleam a touch moremaybe you can be the first humans allowed to not die